All Chapters of The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"If that's what you think, what am I gonna say? It's not like you remain single for me," I snapped, deliberately trying to provoke him further.Edward glared at me, his eyes wide, his breaths coming in ragged bursts.After a moment, he growled, "No wonder you've turned so cold to every bit of goodwill I've shown you. You've found someone better, haven't you?"I thought Maddie was exaggerating, but now I see you for who you are, Taylor. I didn't know you were such a disgraceful gold digger!"This man could fabricate any narrative to justify his twisted beliefs, couldn't he?I laughed bitterly at his accusation."Seriously? An asshole who betrayed the vows of our civil union, our years-long relationship, and the values you claimed to hold sacred—someone who even backstabbed the person who saved his life—is lecturing me about being a disgrace?" I fired back."Anyone else in the world could call me names, but you? You have no right! Hell, I was the one who kept you alive for years!

Where did his conscience go? Did Maddison claim it?Through him, I had learned the true depths of human depravity.That night, when Jean called and asked if I had succeeded in divorcing him, I said no. She was livid and started shouting profanities at him.I stopped her. "I need your help.""All ears, Tay.""I want to sell my company's stocks. Your web of connections is wide enough to get me potential buyers, I'm sure. Any names you can think of?"Jean picked up on my intention instantly. "Aha! You're trying to gather enough money to help Sarah!""Exactly. I will not allow the Zacks to bully her. If I'm the one who provides her with this money, that company will be hers instead of theirs!" I replied firmly.That way, Marcus and his ilk would have to answer to Sarah."Easy peasy. Your company's been doing well, right? Tons of people will be happy to buy your shares. My brother even told me to quit working on my family business and just invest in your business!""That's a deal! I'll sell

"Is this really okay?" I asked."Of course, dear. The men in this family are all workaholics. They never come home on time. If I waited for them to eat, I would have starved a long time ago," Lisbeth replied jokingly.I flashed a smile and followed her to the dining room.I could tell Remy had prepared the dishes just from one taste alone!"You can have as much as you like," Lisbeth said with a smile. "You must have worked really hard. I swear you're thinner than the last time I saw you.""No, ma'am! I eat a lot!""I love that. Eating is one of life's greatest pleasures!"We chatted while eating, but part of me couldn't help but listen for any noise from outside. I was waiting for him.Unfortunately, even after finishing lunch—with a stomach to show for it—he still hadn't arrived. I felt despondent, but I dared not show it.Lisbeth frowned. "That child stood us up! Something must have come up last minute. Gosh, whenever something goes wrong, he can end up working all night."

I knew my sperm donor was going to come for me with a vengeance. I was prepared."Please, in the realm of marital affairs, you're a repeat offender. How could you say I did this to you?" I replied. "Besides, your wife and son were the ones who sent you to jail. Technically.""How else could she have known if you didn't tell her?!" he barked."Well, she is my mom who raised me too. Technically. I reported the case out of the kindness of my heart. You should praise me for it instead," I shot back, feeling pretty pleased with myself."Feeling smug with your smart mouth, bitch? I should have strangled you when you were a baby!"Was this the sort of thing a father should say? I seriously thought he hadn't been locked up long enough."Did you call just to shout at me? 'Cause if you're done, goodbye," I said, disappointed.He stopped me."What? Not feeling enough? You need to be careful. If you rupture a blood vessel from your fiery temper, your wife and children might belong to someo

Could one of the Kenways need a blood source for their own rare blood type?My experiences growing up taught me much about human cruelty and underhanded schemes. Even my own family had no qualms about exploiting me.As such, how could someone who wasn't even a friend or family member suddenly be so kind to me?And to think, I had believed I was lucky to have met good people.Lisbeth's cryptic words from a few days ago only deepened my suspicion that the Kenways had ulterior motives in approaching me.Then there was Edward, who had warned me about them. Maybe he knew something I didn't.Fear and anxiety churned within me.How had I managed to visit their residence alone so many times? It was isolated, in the middle of nowhere, and so vast it would be easy to get lost.If they ever decided to harm me, I'd have nowhere to run.The only reason I was still alive must have been because my mother and grandfather were protecting me from above.Still, I couldn't help but laugh at myse